Torturing Every Fiber on Her Curved Buttocks

Album NO.657

Description

On a familiar path, she suddenly lowers herself into a feminine squat to look at something. She is completely unaware. But to you, this is an explosion of lust. That act has mercilessly stretched her champagne-colored silk pants, imprinting every curve of her round, full buttocks. Light dances on the glossy surface, turning it into a silk desert inviting you to explore. The loose hem of her ao dai, like a stage curtain, only serves to highlight the tortured main attraction. Your mind screams. You just want to kneel behind her, slide your hand over that surface, taut as a drumhead, and feel every fiber trembling under the pressure. She is oblivious. And that very obliviousness turns this moment into a forbidden treasure, belonging only to you.